I woke early this morning. Hopped a 6 am flight. I got home at around 11 am. I was thrilled to be home.
There's nothing in this world as wonderful as home.
Home isn't the house, though it's nice.
Home isn't Nashville, though I enjoy the town.
Home isn't the neighborhood, though it's lovely.
Home is the place where Kim is. It's the place where friends are. It's where the heart lives.
I'm glad to be home.